Tag: rebirth

Sometimes Haunting

The specter
I never reveal
is in the line next to me
and I step back
as if to disappear
behind a display

only an illusion

funny, we were here
the last time I saw him
and he called out
across the parking lot
an apology that seemed sincere
but somehow haunting

I still hear it

The fraught words
admission of the time
he went a little crazy
so much I left lights on
and locked doors
listened for creaking floors

the ghost of a threat

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Tags art, Books, Connecticut Poet, Grief, Jen Payne, poems about writing, Poetry, rebirth, Sleeping with Ghosts, transition, Writing

Creativity Poetry

I’m afraid I stayed too late in dreams
this lovely autumn morning
turned and turned and turned again
because I was flying

Flying!

and I didn’t want to land,
become pedestrian
in the pursuits of the day

I wanted to keep flying

over the black sand beach
where it started

over the incoming tide
its waves no longer at my feet

over the jetty
where people stood and stared

I want to stay with the
monstrous effort of lifting,
of pushing the air like water
higher and higher
as if I was drowning before

and

perhaps

I was

Perhaps that —
all of that —
was just drowning
and this is rebirth
pushing and pushing and pushing

forward or up or through
blankets puddled on the floor
sun streaming through the window
the morning roaring
Get Up!

no matter that I already am